Ok, hardly the world's mostly sexually graphic triple-X rated story here, but still worth sharing, I think:
So last night me, my wife ("Olivia" for the purposes of this story) and one of our good male friends ("Ben") were in a horror mood so we decided to do a Blair Witch marathon. We watched the first two Blair Witch movies, The Blair Witch Project and Blair Witch 2: Book of Shadows (which unlike the first contained some female nudity, which will be relevant in a second) and then went to a late night showing of the new Blair Witch movie in theaters.
On the way back home, I was driving, Olivia was in the passenger seat, and Ben in the back seat, though there is a pretty wide space between the two front seats so he could see us well enough to talk. We were chatting about the movie, which sadly none of us liked too much, griping about various things about it, and Ben jokingly complained something like "And come on, there weren't even any boobs like the last one, what kind of horror movie doesn't have boobs!"
We all laughed and then Olivia turned back towards Ben and jokingly said something like "Aw, poor guy, did you not see enough boobs tonight? Well here you go.", and lifted her hoodie and shirt (no bra on), quickly flashing her breasts at him. He let out a half-joking half-serious "Whoa!" and they both laughed and we went back to discussing the movie. Meanwhile, unbeknownst to them, my cock is now an iron rod in my jeans.
Now, I don't want to overstate the eroticism of the situation - it was a half-second flash turned around in a car seat in very dark 1 AM lighting. But still, however brief and dark, it was a full flash, breasts and nipples completely out, and was the first time in over a year that a non-stranger besides me has seen her breasts, so I loved it.
Later last night in bed I kind of teasingly asked Olivia about it, and she kind of grinned and teasingly back said to me "I thought you'd like that." Why, yes. Yes, as a matter of fact I did. You know me well, honey.
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